The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

The nymphomaniac was very calm when he heard me say this, he blinked his eyes and let out a oh.

I was a little angry: "Why don't you ask me 'what do you think of'?"

The nymphomaniac yawned, lazily walked over to my side, leaned against the bedpost, and looked at me with winking eyes, "Lihentian Buddha, it's not like I don't know my former rival."

"But you didn't recognize me?"

He seemed a little sleepy, and his eyes were staring blankly at the embroidery on the top of the curtain.

"At that time, I was cursed and lost my strength. You may not know that before that, Pangu Forest could expand according to my will. At its peak, it once covered the entire southern part of China. But overnight , all the trees withered and rotted, and the birds and beasts that lived in the forest turned into bones. The forest shrank back to its original size, and my strength was also restrained, and I no longer had the ability to compete with the immortals of the Central Plains. I shrank in disgrace. After returning to the evil spirit palace, after about seven years, I heard that Bai Ze died, the three souls were scattered, and the bones were sealed in the Ming Tower of Shushan Town." "No wonder, I have never seen you. I just heard that Bai Ze Ze used to have an ally, but he was cursed by an indescribable person and would no longer pose any threat to Huaxia, so they decided to let you go, and they didn't come to kill you after Bai Ze died."

I smiled and continued, "Back then, Bai Ze was invulnerable to swords and guns, and had the indestructible body of King Kong. He also had the invincible Brahma Sword in his hand. He met gods, gods, gods, Buddhas and Buddhas. The Buddha then personally went to Jijian Ridge and asked the master craftsman in the mountain to forge a magic weapon that could resist the Brahma sword and destroy Bai Ze's immortal body. But for some reason, the magic weapon was not completed until the Jiuli army broke through The formation around Jijian Ridge entered Laiquan Palace. After the owner jumped into the crater, the Jijian Mountain erupted. All the demon soldiers were either burned to death by magma or suffocated to death by volcanic ash, but the Ridge also Not a single one survived.

After the flames of hell on that hilltop were finally extinguished, Lihentian Buddha and Master Taiyi found me from the ruins.They think that at the last moment, Lingzhu finally made me.However, my body is too strong, if I get bloody again, I may lose control and fall into the way of the magic sword.Therefore, Lihentian Buddha hid me.No one in the world knows that he has a sword.Until the final decisive battle with Bai Ze... "That was the first and last time I was held in the hands of the monk in plain clothes and black robes. I was so excited and happy at that time, and finally I could share the same hatred with my master and kill the enemy Drinking blood.

But then... then something seemed to get out of hand.

The plain clothes of the Buddha were stained with blood, and the body was pierced.When I saw all that, a string broke in my mind. It felt like the state when my master was stabbed by the Taoist Tianliang before, and when I watched my master cut Bai Li with my own eyes.I can't remember everything after that, only fragmentary fragments, the color of blood filled the world, I only know to kill, kill, kill.

When I woke up again, the master had brought me to the seaside of Beiming...

Throwing into the sea by the owner, sealing the memory, the history is surprisingly similar.The nympho also said that he was cursed, and I think I was the one who was cursed.

Not only did I think of my first master, but I also thought of Bai Ze.

I have seen him, not only have I seen him, I have also eaten its blood...

That was the sweetest and most delicious blood in the world... Even when I think about it now after nearly 600 years, I still shudder.

It also became more and more frightening... Even when the demon king who was the Great Luo Holy Beast Tianjun died, it was terrifying.None of the souls stared at by his gray-blue eyes would crawl and tremble.

I said lightly, "Look, I might be even more powerful than the Great Brahma Sword. Sheng Wenxiu doesn't want me, and won't destroy me. Do you think he is an idiot?"

There was a moment of silence.The light outside the window gradually dimmed, and the light and shadow dragged long on the ground.

I got up and picked up the main body.The nymphomaniac asked me, "Are you going back to Shushan?" I was stunned for a while, then shook my head, "I don't have a master now."

"Where are you going?"

Yeah, where should I go?

A sword without a master is worthless.

A long existence, without a single person to be loyal to, is just endless emptiness and desolation.

"My mind is a little confused, I want to find a quiet place to think about it..." Although my heart was empty, I pushed open the carved vermilion lacquered door and stepped out.But when I looked up, I was stunned again.

Squatting outside the door was a... Dapeng as tall as a two-story palace?

This...why does this bird look so familiar?

As soon as the big bird turned around and saw me, it opened its mouth and roared, scaring away several birds in the trees.It seemed to be very happy and patted its huge wings, and the wind blowing out made me staggered.

Isn't this... the Kunpeng that was a fish in the sea and a bird when it was out of the sea that took me away when Lihentian Buddha threw me into the sea?How did you come here for the nympho?

Could it be that the big fish I saw before was not a dream?

"Do you still remember him?"

Turning around, the nymphomaniac was leaning against the doorframe, with loose clothes, and smiled lazily, "It has guarded you for 500 years, but you just left him and ran away with a jerk. You were abandoned by the jerk again, and he worked hard Picked you out at the risk of being poked into a roast goose by your sword. He should really send him a thousand good bird cards."

I was at a loss, "Why is Kunpeng here?" I thought... he was just a fish who happened to like to collect things... After all, it only appeared by my side occasionally for 500 years, and then disappeared without saying a word.

"It told me that it was Lihentian Buddha who sent him to protect you. Probably your former master was afraid that you would be taken away by someone with evil intentions, and would commit crimes. No, it has been kept for 500 years. Now it is old and can't beat others, so it came to me." The nympho walked over, stroked the light gray feathers on the big bird, and smiled at me, " Ya Jiu, in fact, Sheng Wenxiu is not the only one who has been by your side all this time. If you lose him, it may not necessarily be the end of the world."

As I listened, something sour gradually gathered in my nose.Not wanting to be seen in shame, I spread my wings, turned into a black shadow, and rushed into the depths of the dense Pangu Forest.

There is a mist curling up in the forest, and the camellias are still blooming tirelessly, densely surrounding a pool of hot spring water.The faint white mist floated on the water like a cloud, covering the flowers with a layer of veil.

Whose laughter is flying clear in the camellia bushes?

Who stared at a pair of black jade-like pupils and shouted, "Nonsense!"

Whose strong arms hugged me tightly, who kissed my lips deeply, whispered my name in my ear, and led me to the peak of bliss.

Why do all good things come to an end one day?

I knelt on the wet grass by the pool, buried my head in my hands, and cried unscrupulously, crying so badly that I couldn't care less.

I don't know how long it took, the sky has completely darkened.I heard a person come to me and gently put a warm and extremely soft nine-color garment on me.At this time, the tears on my face had dried up, and I just stared at the pool of water in a daze.

"Next, how should I live?" I asked like a raving.

Yin Fushu gently picked up my body lying on the ground, and the cold light made a mark on his face, "Live for yourself."

I laughed twice, "I'm a sword, not a human being. I was born to be a master. How can I live for myself?" "Who said a sword has a meaning to be a master? You can run, jump, eat, sleep and Why can't I live like an ordinary person if I can fall in love?" The nymphomaniac thrust my body into the ground, grabbed me and stood up, "You said that you were originally the sword of Lihentian Buddha, and you were forged to cut white Ze. You may not be familiar with Bai Ze, but I am very familiar with him. That guy can find out a big salt mountain earthquake with just a flick of his fingers. Normally, even if you chop him up, he can do it himself. Put it back together, you can cut him to pieces, which means that you are more powerful than most people, monsters and immortals in this world. If this is the case, why do you still have to find a master?"

This statement is so well-founded that I can't refute it.

But something is still wrong...

The nympho suddenly blinked his eyes with slender eyelashes slowly, and the charm spread over him, "If you must have a master, I can reluctantly take you in."

I glanced at him sideways, "Didn't you never use a sword?" "That's because I haven't met a sword I like." The nympho suddenly looked at the sky a little nervously, and frowned unhappily, "It's almost midnight again It's over. Little Crow Nine, let's go back quickly, I don't want to transform in such a dirty place."

...This seems to be his own forest...so dirty...

The nymphomaniac gave me a nice palace to live in, and besides the sword stand, there was even a bed.

But I still choose to sleep on the sword stand.

Looking at the strange emerald green beams with my eyes open, and listening to the frogs singing as clear as water outside the window, I once again felt that dreamlike feeling of unreality.

Do you want to stay here?Or... go somewhere else?

There seems to be nothing else to go to other places... If you stay here, you will inevitably accept the nymphomaniac as the new master.

But I don't want a master now, not at all.

Suddenly I understood what Brahma had said to me.He said he swore to himself that Bai Ze was his last master.He also told me that Jian should learn to live for himself.

But in the end, didn't he still run to his master... Sheng Wenxiu, just to resurrect the old master?

This is probably the fate that the sword can never escape.

The more I think about it, the more I can't fall asleep.I pushed open the door and strolled around the brightly lit palace.The lights in the nymphomaniac's dormitory were turned off, and they must have fallen asleep, and most of the other palaces also turned off their lights.But when I passed by an inconspicuous small courtyard, I heard the sound of arguing inside.

"Bengong said that Shushan is no longer allowed to set foot on it, do you want to rebel?!"

The immature voice, but the tone is quite majestic, presumably it is a nympho.

On the other hand, the passionate voice of a hot-blooded young man cut in immediately, "You can forcibly attack Shushan to save Yajiu, why don't you allow your subordinates to steal a Danzhu sword!"

"Presumptuous!" I feel like the little kid is really angry, "Yujiu is inextricably related to the Lord of Jijianling. My palace negotiated with the Yaohuang to rescue Yajiu in order to understand the curse of my evil palace. What about you? You’re just a temporary fantasist, obsessed with ghosts. Do you want the evil spirit palace to be an enemy of Jiuli for your selfish desires! "

I see……

No wonder he has been so caring and taking care of me...

For some reason, when I heard him say this, although I was a little disappointed, I felt relieved.At least I am useful to him, so I won't be unable to repay his kindness for helping me again and again.

But why does Guardian Zhuyue have to save Danzhu?Although the master has turned into a demon emperor, Danzhu is not like me, he is loyal, so the master will naturally not treat him in any way.

"Palace Master!"

"Enough! If you still recognize me as the Palace Master, don't mention this matter again!"

After a while, I saw the little tiger rushing out and almost ran into me.When he saw me, he froze.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned into a huge white tiger and ran away like the wind.In the depths of the forest, a terrifying roar was heard soon.

I hesitated and walked in.

The door of the main hall was wide open, and the kid version of a nympho turned his back to me, looking at a fragmented painting on the wall.

The painting is [-]% complete, only one face is still blank.

It was a man in a dark black robe, holding a flute in his hand, standing under a pear tree.The pear blossoms falling from that tree were white, stained with a long hair that glowed with purple light like a waterfall.It was a fine brushwork painting, with delicate and smooth strokes and meticulous dyeing, it can be seen that the painter has deep feelings for the person in the painting.

"Wow! You've accomplished so much!" I couldn't help but marvel.

The nympho didn't turn around, and asked calmly, "Did you hear what we said just now?" I nodded honestly, "I heard it."

"are you mad?"

I wondered, "Why are you angry?"

"I'm angry that I use you."

"Use me for what?"

The little boy turned around angrily and raised his eyebrows, "Playing stupid? Are you not angry that I use you to break the curse?"

"Stop talking nonsense. When you first met me, you didn't know that I had anything to do with your curse. It wasn't the story of Jianjian Ridge that I told you recently." I grinned at him, "If you want to use I was also used voluntarily."

He must be trying to find out from me what the Lord Jijianling looks like.After all, judging from the time when the first owner "adopted" me, it is very likely that I was forged by the Ling Lord himself.

It's a pity that when I regained my spirit, the Ridge Lord had already turned into a wisp of ashes.

"No, you're wrong." The nymphomaniac closed his eyes slightly, with an innocent smile on his face, "Actually, the first time I saw you standing on the pear tree playing the flute, I felt an inexplicable familiarity with you. "